It did not take long at all for the pack to put together the pieces to form the same conclusion about the mysterious bird outside their window. They had been forced to stay in one place for a while, and Do'rhajul could have very well tracked them to Sentinel. The raven noticed Sabine looking at it just as easily as Sabine had spotted it watching them, so it quickly started to fly away. 

Meesei did not allow for much of a a pause to think. She stood up quickly from the table. "We cannot simply allow ourselves to be tracked, hunted. We have to try to follow it and find Do'rhajul ourselves. I will not allow him the chance to attack us on his own terms." 

Meesei was quick to start out of the inn, scanning her eyes across the sky for the bird. She did not necessarily intend to engage the General in a fight at the moment, but she did want to find him. Any advantage that they could remove from Do'rhajul could be valuable. If this raven ended up leading them to wherever the General and his team were hiding, the pack may have been able to use that. Even if they were spotted, it would at least remove the General's preferred hiding spot as an option for them. Not to mention, the pack might be able to learn more about who they were facing. If the raven ended up flying somewhere secluded, where they might be attacked, then Meesei realized she would likely need to end the search. 

As the pack was leaving the inn, someone from another table stood up. He was an older Nordic man wearing a similar type of Hammerfell-styled garb as the pack. He had a bald head covered by a hood and a long, greying beard. He started to walk after the pack, seemingly making no effort to hide the fact that he was following them.